Mega Huge Collection of Rougher Daddies

by Lara Friedman

  "Christ, it took you long enough," she complained as I approached.

  "Well, I had to wait for Kate to leave the office for a minute so I could put my dick away and zip my pants." As I spoke I saw that Annie's coat was unbuttoned and hanging open. "Fuck you look good, honey," I said. "Have you just been standing around showing yourself off to passers by?"

  "There haven't been any passers by, lucky for me. I've been standing here playing with myself, keeping my pussy nice and wet for you." She reached a hand down to her cunt and slid her fingers up between the lips, then drawing them away and holding them up for me to see. Even in the gray light of the parking garage I could see the glistening, slick wetness on her fingertips. "See?"

  I answered her by pulling her to me for a passionate kiss, dropping one hand down between out bodies to cup her pussy. She whimpered into my mouth, putting her own hand over mine and pressing. I slid two fingers into her, and she gasped out an "Oh!" that echoed in the cavernous garage. "Fuck me, goddamn it," she ordered, fumbling to get my fly open.

  My cock was recovering quickly from my orgasm of a few minutes ago, but it wasn't the full-tilt boner that my wife had every reason to expect from me. So to give myself a little more recuperation time I dropped to my knees and buried my face between Annie's legs. She was standing at the side of the hood of my car, so she could rest her ass against the front fender. She leaned back, bracing her arms behind her on the hood and spreading her knees for me. I pressed in, pushing my mouth up to her warm, wet pussy and thrusting my tongue out to lap at her clit.

  With soft moans and whimpers, Annie expressed her appreciation of my efforts. She put one hand on the back of my head and pulled me in snuggly against her pussy, and we stayed like that for a while, my tongue busily flicking and lapping over her clit and slithering inside her from time to time.

  Then Annie decided she wanted us to switch off. She tugged at my arms to get me to a standing position and then slid down off the hood of the car, kneeling at my feet. Then it was my turn to tip my head back and moan appreciatively, as I felt her warm mouth close around my cock. There was a frenzied quickness to Annie's sucking motions that told me she wasn't settling in for a nice leisurely blowjob. She just wanted to give me a quick suck to make sure I was good and stiff and ready to plow the furrow of her pussy.

  I was indeed as stiff as the proverbial board with rigor mortis, and Annie was just about to pop me out of her mouth and stand up, when...

  A car horn went off about twenty feet away from us. It was just two quick honks, but coming unexpectedly in the closed, quiet space of the parking garage the sound was like a smack in the face. Annie jerked her head away from my cock, and in the process banged the back of her head against the side of my car.

  I snapped my head up, looking for the source of that honk. It was Kate, on her way out of the garage in her VW. The road out of the lot put her car parallel with mine, with my car between us. This meant that she couldn't see Annie, still squatting at my feet.

  Kate came to a stop and rolled down her window. "Hey David," she called. "What are you still doing here? Car trouble?"

  I went into a silent panic. If Kate said anything incriminating, not knowing that my wife was crouching at my feet and could hear her... "Just a problem with my side mirror here," I said. Then I gestured urgently, pointing down not at the mirror, but toward where Annie was. "ANNIE" I mouthed silently after glancing down to make sure Annie wasn't looking up at me at that moment.

  It must have looked to Kate like I was pointing at my crotch and working my mouth like a fish out of water, but somehow she understood what I was trying to get across. She nodded, mouthed "Ohhhh," and gave me that same wry, taunting smile she'd shown when she was peeping at Annie and me in the office. This is fucking deja vu all over again, I thought.

  "Your mirror, huh?" Kate said, her smile growing into a mischievous grin. "That's too bad." She was shifting forward in her seat and doing something with her jacket that I didn't understand at first. Then her left tit appeared, plump and pink and held up for me to see in her hand. I remembered that her blouse didn't have any buttons left on it, thanks to me. "Say David," she said in a conversational tone. "Has the copier been working okay for you lately? When I tried to use it today..." and she went on to talk about cryptic copy machine error messages, paper trays, toner cartridges and so on, all the while displaying that tit to me, bouncing it in her hand, squeezing it, running a finger over the nipple. The joy that this woman seemed to take in teasing me was positively sinful.

  Down at my feet, Annie suddenly took hold of my lower leg with both hands and shook me. Not hard enough so that it would show from Kate's vantage point, but enough to convey her message: Get rid of her!

  Luckily, after a final, extravagant squeeze of her nipple, Kate chose that moment to put her boob away, say good-bye to me, and drive off.

  Annie climbed to her feet, glaring in the direction of Kate's departed car and rubbing the back of her head. "If that woman cunt-blocks me one more time," she said, "I swear I will kill her with my bare hands."

  "She's gone now," I said soothingly. "Now where were we?" Naturally, my cock hadn't lost any of its stiffness during Kate's interruption. I pulled Annie to me, reaching down for her pussy.

  "Agh, I'm not in the mood any more," Annie grumbled, twisting away from me. "I'll see you at home." She walked off to where her own car was parked, banging her heels on the concrete.

  Happily, by the time we got home she was in the mood again. She parked behind me and hopped out of her car, her coat unbuttoned and blowing back from her magnificent body in the breeze. "C'mon stud-boy," she said taking my hand and pulling me toward our door. "You owe me a good one."

  I guess I do at that, I thought. I knew that every time I cheated on Annie by fucking Kate, I was going to feel like I owed something to Annie. But as long as I'm able to make the payments...

  The End.

  Lines Are Crossed at the Beach

  We first met Jake and Alex at the gym a few months before we were married. Initially we were just gym friends, but eventually we started to get together on weekends and do stuff – movies, going out to dinner, hitting the clubs, those kinds of things.

  We met Brad and Paige shortly after we moved to our new house when they came over and introduced themselves and welcomed us to the neighborhood. They were another young, attractive couple and it wasn't long before the six of us were almost always together on the weekends.

  I don't remember who first came up with the idea, but we all loved the thought of renting a cottage and spending a week at the beach together. We all rearrange our work schedules and before you know it our vacation is ready to begin.

  The cottage is perfect. It's right on the beach and has three master-type bedrooms, so each couple has their own bath. The views are fantastic and we all will definitely enjoy the Jacuzzi on the deck.

  Several days of wonderful weather pass by. We spend it playing in the water and on the sand; there are nights of dancing and drinking at the bars and having a good old time. One morning we wake up to a cloudy, rainy day. We spend part of that afternoon shopping, but the misty rain becomes a steady, driving rain so we retreat to the cottage, looking forward to some cold beers and icy margaritas. We quickly pass over or go through the board games available in the cottage as well as all of the card games we can think of playing.

  We are all just lounging around, when Jake starts playing with one of the empty beer bottles; first he pulls off the label, then slides the bottle around on the table. When the bottle falls over, it spins around and winds up pointing at Paige; she giggles and says, "Oh no, who am I supposed to kiss?"

  This leads to a conversation recalling all of our younger games of spin-the-bottle and then things take a more serious turn. Alex says, "Well, who wants to play now?"

  We decide that maybe spin-the-bottle isn't quite the same exciting concept that it had been when we were teenagers, so someone suggests making things more interesting and play strip s
pin-the-bottle. Instead of kissing someone, if the bottle points at you, you have to remove an article of clothing. Another voice chimes in that even that is too lame and why not make it that you have to either strip or perform a dare if the bottle winds up on you. Everyone agrees and the room begins to perk up with excitement. We are all ready for the game to begin.

  Jake decides that since he has started the whole thing, he is going to spin first. It isn't too long before we are all nearly naked; my wife Laura, is the last of the girls down to two pieces of clothing and all of us guys are down to our underwear. Strangely, no one has asked for a dare rather than stripping, apparently we are all willing to get naked and see what happens.

  Laura sends the bottle spinning. We all watch anxiously, realizing that we are about to see parts of one of us that we don't normally see. When the bottle stops on Jake, he good-naturedly shakes his head."Not quite what I was hoping for when this started, but what the hell...," he tells us.

  Jake stands up. He turns around, lowers his blue boxers to his feet and kicks them to the corner. All the girls watch, admiring his chiseled body and tight ass. When he turns around, everyone can see that his cock is semi-hard. To be honest, I am happy to see that, because mine is too. I am also happy to see that while his cock seems thicker than mine, I think mineis a bit longer. Sitting back down next to Alex, Jake sends the bottle spinning again.

  The bottle slows. We all wait anxiously, some of us are excited, some a little nervous, still getting used to the idea of being naked in front of someone other than a spouse. When the bottle comes to a rest pointing at Paige, we all figure this will be a make it or break it moment. Sure one of the guys is naked, but that's a guy.

  Paige though has a surprise for us. She stands up, reaches beneath the long t-shirt she is wearing and pulls down a skimpy thong, steps out of it, twirls it around her finger and tosses it over to join Jake's boxers. As she sits back down, something is muttered about that not being fair, but she just giggles and says, "I guess you've got to wait a little longer boys." With another giggle, she sends the bottle spinning again.

  When the bottle stops on Laura, she has to make the easy choice between her lacy black bra or tiny black bikinis. Turning around, she brings her hands up to her chest and unfastens the front clasp of her bra. Sliding the straps from her shoulders, she extends her arms, still facing away from us and lets her bra fall to the floor. Her hands covering her breasts she turns around again. With everyone watching her and encouraging her, she shakes her head with a smile, finally dropping her hands and letting everyone see her firm breasts and stiff nipples. Looking around at everyone and enjoying the positive responses, she smiles and sits down, pausing to give the bottle a rap as she does.

  Paige is concerned to see the bottle come to a stop pointing at her. "Oh no," she says, realizing that she's about to become the second one naked. "Oh yes," Brad replies, "c'mon baby, you know you've wanted this ever since we started."

  With another giggle and a toss of her long red hair, Paige stands up and her hands fall to the hem of her shirt. "Here goes nothing," she says as she pulls the shirt over her head and throws it at Brad. Everyone hungrily takes in her naked body, from her long legs and firm pink-nippled breasts to the surprising revelation that she has a completely shaven pussy.

  I feel my cock throb at the sight before me, and looking around it seems that I am not alone in my excitement; Jake's cock has gotten harder, Brad has a nice bulge going in his briefs and Alex's hard nipples are poking through her thin bra. With a little shimmy, Paige leans over to set the bottle spinning before sitting back down.

  When the bottle stops on me, I am a little anxious because my cock is pretty hard by now, but rules are rules. Standing up, I turn to Laura, holding my hands out and say, "Would you like to do the honors?" With a smile at me, she nods and rises to her knees.

  Running her hands up my legs and over the throbbing tent in my boxers, she grabs the waistband. Pulling out and down, she exposes my hard dick, then lowers my boxers to my ankles where I step out with one foot, then kick them aside with the other. Sitting back down, I look around, happy with the reaction. As I lean forward to spin the bottle, I feel Laura's hand squeezing my thigh and I smile, knowing that she's definitely getting into this.

  My spin settles to a stop on Alex, who shrugs, reaches behind herself and slides off her satiny pink bra, revealing the largest breasts of any of the girls, again with very stiff nipples.

  Alex's spin comes to a stop on Paige and there seems to be a collective holding of our breath as we wait to see what happens. Paige giggles again, "Well, I don't think I can take anymore off, so what's my dare?"

  "Oh...I wasn't ready for this," Alex mutters. "Ummm, just kiss one of the guys."

  With some joking boos from the crowd, Paige says, "easy enough," then turns and kisses Brad, lightly at first, but quickly becoming a real kiss, tongues entwining and slipping into one another's mouths. Breaking the kiss and breathing hard, Paige starts the bottle spinning again. We wait, each of us now thinking of dares that we'd like to see or maybe dares we'd like to be involved in.

  Laura smiles as the bottle stops on her. She stands up, looks at me and says, "Your turn." Moving closer to her, I can smell her excitement already. Running my hands up her legs and caressing her tight ass, I reach up and ease the little black bikini off of her, smiling when I see her pussy glistening with moisture from her excitement. With a smile at the gang, I hold the damp panties to my face, inhaling her scent, then I toss the panties to Jake who also inhales deeply, then sits back, his cock noticeably hardening further.

  Laura's spin comes to a rest on Jake. Since he's already naked, Laura has to come up with a dare for him. Smiling at him as he still has her panties in his hand and his cock is throbbing, she says, "Since you seemed to enjoy that, how about a kiss to say thank you?"

  Jake stands up and comes over, his cock bobbing in front of him. He then leans down and starts to kiss my wife, tentatively at first, but becoming deeper as they forget about the group around them, watching them. They break the kiss, both a bit flushed and breathing harder. Jake smiles at Laura and says, "thank you" with a laugh. Slapping the bottle as he passes by, he heads back to his seat.

  The bottle stops, pointing at Brad. He stands, showing off an impressive bulge in his boxer briefs. Hooking his thumbs in his waistband, he slides his underwear off, resulting in a stifled gasp or groan from one of the girls and envious looks from the guys. Brad's cock is huge, it must be at least 9 or 10 inches long and is very thick. As if it enjoys being the center of attention, it stands proudly erect, a droplet of pre-cum beginning to ooze from the tip. After making sure everyone has had the chance to ooh and ahh over his package, Brad finally sits back down, hitting the bottle on his way.

  When the bottle comes to a stop pointing at Alex, she stands up and turns around, her firm round ass framed nicely by the pink satin of her thong. Easing the thong down over her hips, she bends over from the waist as she lowers it down her legs like a stripper. Jutting her ass out at the group, we watch mesmerized as she steps out of the thong. The movement gives us a glimpse of her pink, glistening lips. When she turns around, we see a closely trimmed patch of blonde pubic hair matching the color of the hair on her head.

  Continuing the precedent, when Alex's spin comes to a rest on me, her dare is to kiss her. A bit anxious for some reason, I move across the circle, happy to see her stand up to meet me. Resting my hands tentatively on her hips, I lean forward, brushing my lips over hers. When I feel the tip of her tongue against my lips, I open them, inviting her tongue into my mouth. Our tongues and lips are soon entwined into a passionate dance. My hands have moved around to her back and are sliding up and down her back and through her hair. Reluctantly breaking the kiss, I step back and watch as Alex smiles prettily at me, then turns to Laura. "You're right, he really is a good kisser."

  As I sit back down, Laura rubs my thigh again, smiling back at Alex, "Told you!"

  My spin comes to a r
est on Jake. I'm not quite ready to really push any lines yet, so I just dare him to kiss his sexy wife. Turning and pulling Alex closer to him, their kiss quickly becomes a passionate one, his hands moving to his wife's large breasts and playing with her stiff nipples as they kiss. The look of desire on Alex's face is unmistakable as they break the kiss. When Jake's spin comes to a stop on Brad, we wait for Jake's dare.

  "I want you to suck on Alex's nipples," he says, looking back and forth between his wife and his friend. Alex gives a soft moan of desire and we all watch expectantly as Brad moves closer, realizing that a new, more serious line is about to be crossed. With a louder moan, Alex's hands slide through Brad's hair, pulling his mouth to her breasts. A sudden intake of breath follows as his tongue swirls over and across her stiff nipples. When Brad sits back, a look at Alex leaning back against her husband reveals that her pink pussy is glistening even more.

  Brad's cock is jutting up proudly as he leans forward, setting the bottle in motion once more. When his spin lands on Laura, he smiles. "Jake's kiss looked pretty hot, I want one too." Laura laughs and moves over to Brad, where he reaches and pulls her down onto his lap. As his mouth touches hers the kiss is instantly a passionate one with a lot of tongue. Brad's hands move across Laura's back and over her ass. Her hands caress his strong back and broad shoulders. As they kiss, Laura's hips make small grinding movements until they slowly break the kiss. As she comes back to my side, we can see the bottom of Brad's thick cock glistening with the juices from her wet pussy.

  Laura's spin comes to a rest on Paige. With a semi-defiant look at the petite redhead, Laura says, "I dare you to lick and suck on my nipples."

  Paige flashes her electric smile and quickly moves over, "My pleasure." She lowers her mouth to Laura's tits and the room is soon filled with slurping and sucking noises as well as moans of pleasure. It takes all of my self-control not to take my cock in hand and jerk off to the sexy sight of my wife and her friend, along with their sighs and moans of pleasure.